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The wind blowing from the forest dispelled the gray mist, and the blue sky became clear again.

"I do not like him."

Meng Shanglu shook his short legs and repeated it again.

"Then I don't like it either."

Meng Shanglu took a bite of the small fish cake.

The two cubs were sitting on the swing, dangling their legs, eating snacks, talking one after another.

Suddenly, Wei Shengbai said in a low voice.

"He is a soldier like my uncle. My mother said that he has won many battles and saved many people. He is the greatest hero in the world."

"I seldom see him, even less than Uncle." Wei Shengbai's voice became softer and softer, "but I know that they have more important things to do."

Meng Shanglu listened quietly.

He knew that Xiaobai didn't hate his uncle as much as he said.

"It's because he doesn't want to see me," Wei Shengbai whispered, "It's because he avoided my eyes."

He will always remember that after his parents disappeared, his uncle subconsciously avoided him—did I do something wrong?

Weishengbai spent many sleepless nights thinking about this question.

Sad and dazed, he waited for the sun to rise again and again in the empty room.

Wei Shengbai spoke intermittently, but it did not affect Meng Shanglu's understanding of what he meant.

Xiaobai likes his uncle.

But it was precisely because of this liking that he couldn't accept the other party's avoidance, and because of this, he had countless doubts about himself.

Although Weishengbai didn't ask, Meng Shanglu still gave the answer.

"you're not wrong."

Wei Shengbai's movements froze slightly.

"I've decided to hate your uncle with you."

Meng Shanglu said word by word.

After a while, Wei Shengbai looked over and said, "I approve this matter."

His smile became real again.

Uncle Han, who was learning to barbecue, had no idea that he was hated by the two cubs.

"Brother Lin Cheng, it's alright," Wei Shengmo reminded, "If you bake it again, it will burn."

Han Lincheng picked up the barbecue in a hurry, but didn't know where to put it.

Wei Shengmo silently handed over the plate: "Put this here."

Only then did Han Lincheng heave a sigh of relief.

"Idiot!" Han Fengyu mercilessly laughed at his son while flipping the mutton skewers gracefully.

"That, Uncle Han." Meng Nanxu brought the seasoning box, "If it's baked like this, it almost tastes bad."

"Would you like some?" She sent the box forward.

Han Fengyu: ...

Genes can explain many things, such as whether you are good at cooking or not. Meng Nanxu thought that she might have found the reason why Xiaobai is not good at cooking.

With Wei Shengmo's reminder and Meng Nanxu's remedy, the first batch of barbecue was finally freshly baked.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's ready to eat." Meng Nanxu put the roasted meat on the table, "Uncle Han, Brother Han, you and Zai Zai will eat first, and Ah Mo and I will roast some other meat."

Han Lincheng shook his head: "Let's eat together."

"Barbecue tastes best when it's eaten now," Meng Nanxu chuckled, "Amo and I will be ready soon."

"Then I'll be with you," Han Lincheng said seriously.

Han Fengyu was disgusted: "Be a little self-aware, don't make trouble for Ah Xu and the others."

Han Lincheng: ...

You speak as directly as ever.

Meng Nanxu said politely: "Brother Han did a pretty good job."

"Then let him help you!" Han Fengyu immediately changed his words, his eyes very similar to Weishengbai's were full of teasing.

Meng Nanxu: ...

Meng Nanxu pretended not to hear, and waved to the two cubs sitting on the swing: "Shangshang Xiaobai is eating!"

"Uncle Han, Brother Han, Zai Zai will trouble you."

"What are you talking about?" Han Fengyu shook his head, "I really want to thank you. It should be us thanking you."

Han Lincheng nodded in agreement.

"Our goals are all the same." Meng Nanxu's eyes fell on the two little villains, his amber eyes were full of warm smiles, "I hope they grow up happily."

You don't need to be a genius, you don't need to be an athlete, it's enough to be safe, healthy, and a happy adult.

There are so many troubles in the world, why force yourself to do things outside yourself?

Being able to be yourself and being happy is enough.

Han Fengyu's eyes were slightly sad, and he thought of his daughter, the little princess in his palm.

Little moon, you can rest assured that Xiaobai has a good guardian.

Looking at Meng Nanxu's back, Han Lincheng hesitated: "I really don't need to go?"

Can two people make so many barbecues?

The old father who is still sad: ...

In fact, this family doesn't need you that much.

"Grandpa!" Wei Shengbai was a little shocked when he saw the delicious food on the table, "You guys made this? It's amazing!"

Thinking of the situation just now, Han Fengyu felt a little guilty: "It was indeed us who did it."

Just as Han Lincheng was about to say something, he interrupted him: "With the help of your little aunt."

"That's amazing!" Wei Shengbai, who didn't know the truth, was very supportive.

Han Fengyu suddenly became proud, and pushed forward the meat he roasted: "Come on, try it, grandpa roasted it!"

Wei Shengbai took a bite, his bi-color eyes lit up: "It's delicious!"

The mutton is tender and delicious, marinated just right, and the cumin pepper is the finishing touch, which not only removes the fishy smell, but also maximizes the unique freshness of the mutton.

"Shangshang also try," Han Fengyu enthusiastically said.

Meng Shanglu also picked up a skewer, and as soon as he bit it, the fresh and tender mutton juice burst in his mouth mixed with fat. As the vanguard, chili took the lead in occupying the taste, followed by cumin, using its unique taste as a Lamb leads the way.

Weishengmo pays special attention to the fat and thin when skewering mutton. After being roasted by flames and smoked by charcoal, the few fat meats "shrink" greatly, not only dyed a light yellowish brown, but also the skin becomes When crispy, the lean meat is also extraordinary. It is tender and juicy, and has a special smoky flavor. It is a great enjoyment without a bite.

"It's delicious," Meng Shanglu looked at Han Fengyu, "Thank you, grandpa."

Han Fengyu was instantly delighted——

Until Han Lincheng said: "Dad, you took the wrong one, it was baked by Xiaomo."

Han Fengyu: ...

At this embarrassing moment, Meng Shanglu swallowed the barbecue in his mouth: "These barbecues look similar, and they should taste just as delicious."

"We'll try both in a while."

Han Fengyu instantly felt relieved a lot.

He glanced at his son, his dislike was beyond words.

You might as well be able to talk!

Han Lincheng: ...

Han Lincheng silently picked up his barbecue and took a bite.

!!!

good to eat!

Han Lincheng's eyes lit up when he ate delicious food for the first time, and he immediately speeded up his chewing, and he didn't even care about his depression.

Han Fengyu sighed.

What else would this son do besides fighting?

Oh, and cooking.

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"Uncle Han, I have a question for you." Meng Shanglu suddenly raised his head after eating the skewers, "Uncle under what circumstances do you avoid other people's eyes?"

Meng Shanglu has no direct relationship with the Han family, so they all call him Weishengbai.

Wei Shengbai's body stiffened imperceptibly, and he suddenly raised his head to look at Meng Shanglu——

Why are you asking this question?

Meng Shanglu held his hand, as if wanting to pass on his own temperature to him.

Before hating Uncle Han, he decided to investigate the matter clearly.

Weishengbai quickly thought of his purpose, and his heartbeat involuntarily accelerated a little—what was the reason?

Yes, hate him?

Han Lincheng was taken aback by the question. He swallowed the barbecue in his mouth and thought about it seriously: "I don't like when I'm alone."

Wei Shengbai's heart suddenly turned cold, and even the hand being held trembled slightly.

However, in the next second, Han Lincheng continued: "When you love someone, there is still—"

"When you feel guilty."

He was reminded by the question.

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"uncle."

A childish and hoarse voice sounded behind him: "My parents, aren't you coming back?"

He asked in a low voice, but there was some expectation faintly, expecting to get a completely different and hopeful answer from himself.

Han Lincheng felt a pain in his heart and didn't know how to answer.

Should I say "Your parents are missing, you are close to death, don't have too much hope", or should you say "They don't want you, as long as you behave well, they will always come back"?

Han Lincheng didn't know.

He wished he didn't have to know.

"……uncle?"

The child's voice trembled.

Han Lincheng had killed star beasts on the battlefield before, and he always acted swiftly and resolutely, but this time, he didn't know what to do.

What he fears most has always been the tears of his relatives, which is a weight he cannot bear.

Zai Zai stepped forward, hugged his leg, and called uncle again.

This time, he heard the child's imperceptible cry.

For the first time, he felt that the air in Capital Star was so thin that even breathing required his best effort.

After a long time, he finally adjusted his breathing. He turned around, lowered his head, and held his sister's child in his arms.

"Xiaobai."

His voice was extremely hoarse, like gravel rubbing against a mirror, very unpleasant.

"You have to be fine."

He dared not look the child directly in the eye.

"Uncle will take them home no matter what."

He will definitely investigate this matter to the end!

"Lieutenant General, it's time." Although the newly appointed secretary couldn't bear it, he still urged, "A new round of beast tide is coming soon. Before that, you must return to the front line!"

Han Lincheng bit his lower lip and stood up again. He felt the child's gaze, but subconsciously avoided it because of the guilt that was so strong that it was almost burning him out.

He took the cloak handed by the secretary and strode out the door.

"Lieutenant General, shall we take off now?" The secretary bowed slightly.

He looked at the figure of the child chasing out the door, and after a long time, he said softly: "Let's go."

He can't save his sister and brother-in-law, but he can hold the line of defense and let the child in front of him live in a peaceful world.

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"Love and guilt often go together." Meng Nanxu, who had been listening for some time, came over with freshly baked food, "Brother Han, the same sentence, put away your inexplicable sense of guilt. "

"Don't miss the people you should cherish because of the guilt of being worthless."

Her eyes fell on the two cubs: "They grow very fast."

When they grow up, it will be too late to make up for it.